Saul’s Disobedience Poem by Michael P. Johnson

“The world, looks to the church mid-stream
Without Salvation’s dove
She’s quite content to hold the dream
Their God’s a God of love

You call me Lord yet disobey!
Content in running wild
Consider though the judgement day
What happens then my child?

You disobey my Royal decree
Anticipating grace
Consuming fire is all you’ll see
And not my smiling face

Destroy them all, king Saul I told
Spare none within the land
Return with nought unto the fold
Make sure you understand

That Saul was king I so repent
I spoke from high above
His kingdom now I’ll surely rent
And give the one I love

Yet I myself anointed Saul
No man had ought to say
But disobedience brought his fall
That still persists today

The Lord your God is no one’s clown
No puppet on a string
No man can take nor put me down
As though a worthless thing

If next you hear your Lord’s command
Heed well the words I say
If you’re to live as I have planned
You must my child, obey”…